Book Through the World of Beasts: Rough Guy Dotes on Me to the Bone

Chapter 112 Tu Mengmeng, you are crazy

There was another roar, and Tu Mengmeng quickly stepped forward and hugged Long Ying, trying to stop him from hurting her.

She cried anxiously, "System, come out quickly. What's wrong with Long Ying? Has he gone crazy in his cultivation?"

She has only seen this saying on TV that she has become obsessed with cultivation.

Not sure either.

"It's not an obsession, but it's more serious than an obsession. If you let go quickly, he will hurt you." The system's voice sounded a little more urgent.

But Tu Mengmeng didn't move at all. As long as she let go, Long Ying would hurt himself. "What happened? What should I do?"

"The power of that crystal stone was so refined that it allowed him to be directly promoted from the spirit refining realm to the Tao-building realm.

To build a Tao is to find a Tao of his own, which is also the key to the formation of Taoist heart. No one can help him except God, and he can only survive on his own."

Tu Mengmeng hugged him tightly and didn't let go, "What should I do to help him? I don't want him to be in such pain."

"Most of the orcs in the beast world cannot pass the level of building the Tao and building the Tao Heart. They will be in a crazy state and keep hitting a certain part of their body. Most of the orcs do not die because of promotion, but

He was beaten to death by himself.

If you don't let go, he will treat you as his opponent and fight you, and he will hurt you."

If it were normal, even if Long Ying was violent, he would be no match for Tu Mengmeng.

But now Tu Mengmeng is in a special situation, and the system cannot let him take any risks.

However, Tu Mengmeng heard the key and quickly released Long Ying.

The system thought she was trying to get away with it, "Don't worry, I won't let him die."

Who knows the next moment, Tu Mengmeng is holding an ancient sword in his hand, rising into the air, provoking Long Ying, "Asshole, hit me if you can."

The unconscious Long Ying was no different from a wild beast, and he would not hold back because Tu Mengmeng was his partner.

When provoked, his eyes turned blood red and his hands clenched into fists, making a crunching sound.

The system hurriedly tried to persuade him, "Tu Mengmeng, you are crazy. Long Ying's violent rage is extremely destructive. What if he hurts you?"

The dragon in front of her did have a terrifying power, but it would never cause death. Tu Mengmeng knew this very well, "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion."

"Don't fight him, I have a way to stop him." For the sake of Tu Mengmeng's health, the system had to compromise.

Tu Mengmeng narrowed her eyes slightly, doubting what the system said.

Suddenly, a beam of light lit up in the small world, imprisoning the violent Long Ying inside, allowing him to roar in pain, but unable to move at all.

"What should I do?" Tu Mengmeng asked urgently.

The system said coldly and reluctantly, "Just peel off his spiritual consciousness and integrate it into your body."

Spiritual consciousness is cultivated in the spirit refining stage, and only by relying on this spiritual consciousness can we build a Taoist heart and enter the Tao-building realm of cultivation.

If the spiritual consciousness is stripped out, Long Ying's cultivation will only stop here in this life. He never expected that the system's solution would be this.

"No, absolutely not." She could never make a decision for Long Ying without his being aware of it.

Not just Long Ying, she couldn't do this to anyone.

"Besides this, there must be another way, right?"

But the silence of the system shattered Tu Mengmeng's last hope, so she had no choice but to pick up the ancient sword and fly into the air again.

Only she and Long should fight, so that he has no chance to hurt himself, and maybe he can get through it.

Seeing this, the system knew that Tu Mengmeng was determined, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, after so many years, you are still the same as before.

Tu Mengmeng didn't know the system's psychological activities, and had already struggled with Long Ying who had broken free from his imprisonment.

Helpless, the system can only remind you, "Don't let him hurt your stomach."

"Belly? Why?"

Tu Mengmeng was extremely confused, and when she was stunned, she was almost hit in the head by Long Ying's punch.

She hurriedly dodged again and again, not because she couldn't beat Long Ying, but because Tu Mengmeng couldn't bear to take action for fear of hurting Long Ying.

But in Long Ying's view, this kind of fight was like the other party was playing tricks on him. He became more and more furious, staring with blood-red eyes that sent shivers down people's spines.

Several times, Tu Mengmeng was almost hit by him.

As time went by, bruises appeared all over Tu Mengmeng's body, and one eye was even beaten into a panda eye. Long Ying finally fainted from exhaustion.

Long Ying's skin was originally yellow, but now his complexion was pale due to high fever, as if he had putty powder on his face.

To put it bluntly, this temperature is more than enough to cook eggs.

Not only that, Long Ying's clenched teeth also began to squirm, trying to bite his own tongue.

But Tu Mengmeng was startled, and she quickly reached out to stop her, but Long Ying bit her palm.

The pain made her break into a cold sweat, but she still let her bite.

The salty blood slid into the body from the throat. Long Ying, who was struggling in his sleep, seemed to have received a response to his thirst, and the clamoring spiritual consciousness in the body gradually fell silent.

It wandered through his meridians, burned, and finally turned into the size of a pearl, lying quietly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Long Ying felt very thirsty. He opened his eyes and saw Tu Mengmeng leaning against the bed with a red and swollen face and a pale complexion.

Just as he was about to speak, something in his mouth let go. His eyes fell on the green-white hand covered with tooth marks, and Long Ying froze.

Pictures kept flashing in his mind, Tu Mengmeng was injured by him, but Tu Mengmeng was unwilling to fight back from the beginning to the end.

Her hands...

Long Ying stretched out his hand to pull her, but he didn't dare. Tears fell uncontrollably.

"Mengmeng, I'm sorry, I'm just a bastard."

After saying that, Long Ying slapped himself hard, the sound was so loud that it scared Tu Mengmeng to wake up.

Seeing Long Ying wake up, Tu Mengmeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, "You're awake, are you still feeling uncomfortable in any way?"

Long Ying shook his head repeatedly and just kept apologizing to Tu Mengmeng, "Mengmeng is sorry, I don't know what happened to me yesterday, I didn't mean it, I..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was blocked by Tu Mengmeng's hand, "I know that we didn't expect what happened last night. Fortunately, you are okay."

Tu Mengmeng quickly cast a healing spell on herself and Long Ying, and the wounds were repaired instantly. However, the pale complexion may take a while to recover.

"What happened to me last night?" Until now, Long Ying is still confused.

Tu Mengmeng had no choice but to tell him all the information she learned from the system.

Long Ying suddenly realized, "So that's it."

He couldn't help but recall that when he was a child, he also saw a situation like this in the Dragon Clan. An elder went crazy inexplicably and kept beating his body.

He hammered himself to death forcibly. At that time, people in the Dragon Clan thought he died of poisoning.

I didn't expect it to be a promotion issue.

(End of chapter)